Cold and wet in the lake, Doc Love pulls out a little yellow cube. He pops the top off and a lifeboat blows up (as in grew to regular size). Both Doc Love and Hitman got in.
"I'm not even going to ask why you had that," said Hitman.
Doc Love's watch beeped. "Ah, crap."
There was a grumbling coming from the water.
"What exactly escaped?" asked Hitman.
"Something big, very big."

The stick slowly turned to stone, Vincent still poking the creature in the head. "This thing must be lazy." He said as he poked it again and again, until it opened its jaws and bit the stone stick in two. "I'll name him Fluffy."

Suddenly the basilisk turns to stone. It sinks to the bottom of the lake. Out of the water comes Doc Love with his right glove turned to stone, holding a scale.
"Well that was fun," said Doc Love, "let's not do that again."
Doc Love gets pulled under.

"Shit!" Vincent cried, diving into the water. Pulling a knife from his belt he swam towards Doc Love, who was getting dragged farther down by a basilisk.. It seem Vincent need to go down faster, grabbing the scale which Doc dropped he turned his boots to stone. Sinking faster now, finally catching up to Doc. He stabbed into the creature's eye, then shoved the scale into the wound. "Ha, they always called me a stoner." He said when they both resurfaced.